Yan Wulu, who was at the front of the team, looked at Minami Kawagoe who was gradually following behind him.
He smiled slightly and put down the long bow in his hand...
It seems that the extra hand I have left is no longer needed——
If Nanchuan Yue did not choose to follow up, he would not hesitate to kill the opponent with one arrow at the extreme distance.
Yan Wulu is willing to listen to the system text's suggestions, but whether he will adopt them or not depends on his own thoughts.
The system text said that this person can also plunder the luck of the other three remaining sons of luck, so... it would not be bad to keep it by his side and use it as an "object" to temporarily store the luck.
Perhaps, his ability to plunder other children of destiny will be stronger than his own, and it will be simpler, right?
When necessary, take out what you need from the "objects".
This is a good deal.
…
The war horse gallops.
The grassland and desert on both sides continue to move back.
Yan Wulu's team has approached the bordering areas of Hetao, Beidi and Beijiang.
"Your Majesty, if we go more than ten miles ahead, we can enter the Northland."
Zhang Chunhua rode up to Yan Wulu, who had just returned from exploring the front.
Wearing a dark slim-fitting riding outfit, Zhang Chunhua looks not only beautiful but also heroic.
I don't know if it was intentional or not, but Zhang Chunhua's dark riding uniform matched Yan Wulu's riding uniform very well, like...a pair of swordsmen and knights.
"Well, hard work." Yan Wulu responded simply, "...Once we enter the North Territory, we no longer have to worry about the Northern Territory Hu Qi following closely behind us."
Yan Wulu said, they beheaded thousands of barbarians along the way.
They are all adult men who are good at fighting in northern Xinjiang. They are equipped with all the equipment and horses, not to mention the burned horse and baggage...
The number of kills was almost ten times that of our own team.
Such a huge achievement has never been achieved even by Yan Dong, the king of Zhenbei, who led the army in the battle.
Of course, this is also because Yan Wulu led a small group of elite cavalry to make a surprise attack behind enemy lines...
And Yan Wulu also discovered what the [Soul-Capturing Bone] restriction is during these days of high-intensity fighting.
According to some of the information given by the upgraded [Advanced Identification Technique] and Yan Wulu's own observations, he found that——
"Soul-Capturing", the object must be killed by the [Soul-Capturing Bone] host.
Moreover, only souls that are stronger than the host, or comparable to the host, can promote the host's cultivation.
Yan Wulu beheaded countless people along the way, but he did very little to improve his own cultivation.
Only after a few battles with the elite Hu Qi leaders from Northern Xinjiang, did I barely feel the increase in cultivation within my body.
It seems that it is similar to what Yan Wulu originally imagined...
"...Otherwise, we can quickly gain cultivation through large-scale war and massacre."
Yan Wulu murmured to himself.
The Black Cloud Horse under him was still heading towards the Northland quickly, but the [Tianling Root] in Yan Wulu's body suddenly noticed two movements on the hills and fields in the distance...
"That's... a wolf?"
Yan Wulu felt a little strange.
There are many prairie wolves in the northern territory, but since it is close to the south, it should not be a place where these wolves hang out.
Suddenly, Yan Wulu noticed something was wrong...
Logically speaking, even if the commander of Northern Xinjiang's invasion was aware of the existence of his small group of cavalry, he should not be able to capture his traces.
Their logistics, transportation and communication outposts had basically been destroyed by Yan Wulu's team.
but……
However, the further they got to the back, the more they seemed like dog-skin plaster, constantly appearing behind Yan Wulu's team.
As a result, Yan Wulu had to end the operation early and return to the North.
Now that I think about it... Yan Wulu had seen the existence of these prairie wolves several times during his previous actions.
Yan Wulu frowned slightly and whispered——
"Prince Wolf...Shen Yupei."
…
Shen Yupei.
The son of a merchant, his father was a famous slave trader in the Longxi region of Daqian. He once rescued an injured demon wolf when he was young.
He treats human beings harshly and cruelly, and trains and sells slaves.
But for this demonic wolf, his father showed rare kindness. Not only did he heal the demonic wolf's injuries, but he also used the family's belongings to take good care of him.
After the demon wolf recovered from his injuries, he said goodbye and left.
Time passed, and in the blink of an eye, Shen Yupei's father grew up and took over the position of head of the family.
One day, he went to the Northland to trade slaves and accidentally obtained the first-level skill "Tianshi Lan Gang Jue" and several holy elixirs.
The common man is not guilty, but he is guilty of carrying the jade.
Moreover, Yan Dong, the king of Zhenbei, has always been notorious, and the children stopped crying when they heard about it.
The caravan disappeared overnight, and Longxi and Beidi had never heard of the existence of such a merchant.
Only the demon wolf who came to repay his kindness rescued Shen Yupei, who was accompanying his father in the slave trade caravan.
…
Above the wilderness.
A young man is riding on a huge demonic wolf.
Although the young man has a delicate appearance, his hair is disheveled, his chest is exposed, and he has a wild aura about him.
I saw that he was wearing a gray wolfskin robe, with a straw belt made of withered grass tied around his waist. Although his long hair was messy and disheveled, it did not look dirty. Under his eyebrows were melancholy and cautious eyes. He had a tall figure and stared ahead. .
There were several prairie wolves following him closely...
There were still sparse prairie wolves running from a distance, as if reporting news to the young man and the magic wolf.
The young man stared ahead and suddenly said——
"The prince of Zhenbei wants to withdraw to the north."
"It should be so." The giant demonic wolf under him murmured, "...if he enters the Northland and the North-Suppressing Army is there, Wanyan Lie won't dare to pursue him anymore."
"Why is Wanyan Lie afraid? Doesn't he claim that the Northern Xinjiang cavalry is fearless? Is he also afraid of the North-Suppressing King Yan Dong? Afraid of his 200,000 North-Suppressing Army?"
The young man was a little excited. Apparently, he was dissatisfied with the fear of his northern Xinjiang ally.
The giant demon wolf looks much more mature and steady...
"Zhenbei King Yan Dong is perhaps one of the most terrifying beings in the world."
"... He is a hundred times more powerful and terrifying than the Western Tubo monk you met last time, Yu Pei."
Hearing this, Shen Yupei stopped talking.
He has lived among the wolves for nearly half a year...
During this period of time, Shen Yupei had met many elders of the wolf clan.
But there has never been anyone who can give him such tremendous pressure as the young monk did last time.
"That Xiyi monk seems to be called 'Amaro'?" Shen Yupei asked calmly.
The giant demon wolf nodded slightly.
Hearing the words, Shen Yupei paused for a while, but still continued: "... At that time, it was all thanks to you, Senior Huiyun. If it weren't for you, Yu Pei would have become the subordinate of the Xiyi monk's 'Fire God Palm' Dead souls."
"You are the descendant chosen by the Wolf God." Demonic Wolf said, "...and you are also the son of my benefactor. It is my duty to protect you."
"...Yu Pei, you don't have to think too much. That Xiyi monk is known as the 'Holy Buddha of Tubo in Xiyi'. He is the number one master of Xiyi Buddhism, and probably the number one master of Buddhism in the world, [Tingyun] Ge] ranked him fourth on the Jianghu master list. This is the result of being ostracized by foreign races. In fact, I am afraid it will be even higher. His strength must not be underestimated."
"...Moreover, even though that monk looks young, I don't know how old he actually is."
"...You have just started practicing, so it is normal that you are not a match for that monk."
Hearing this, Shen Yupei seemed to have regained a look of confidence in his eyes.
"Thank you, senior."
The giant demon wolf did not talk about this anymore, but instead said: "It's better to pay more attention to the Prince of Zhenbei in front of you. If he walks more than ten miles, he will completely enter the boundary of the North."
"...When the time comes, if you want to kill him, it will be as difficult as going to heaven."
"Don't worry, there's no rush."
As Shen Yupei spoke, his whole body's aura suddenly changed. His eyes were full of confidence, as if everything was under control, "...I have informed Wanyan Lie that his troops should have surrounded this place. .”
…
Yan Wulu was also startled.
He suddenly drew his long bow from behind the saddle, bent the bow and nocked an arrow, and shot the prairie wolf that appeared on the hill in the distance to death with one arrow.
"Everyone, full speed ahead."
Yan Wulu's intuition told him that things were not as simple as he thought.
Logically speaking, Shen Yupei has only been in contact with the wolf clan for about half a year. He should not have been fully accepted by the wolf clan and recognized by the wolf god to become a wolf prince and the future king of the wolf clan.
but……
Fusion World, because of its own existence, has disrupted the original world process.
The future "Half-Step Martial God" Xiao Zichen is now dead and turned into a black-armored demon puppet in his own hands.
Other huge changes are not impossible.
The plan for now is to quickly leave the threat of Hu Qi in Northern Xinjiang and return to the North, where we will be safe.
All the Zhenbei cavalry guards following Yan Wulu also accelerated with all their strength after hearing this.
The back of the line...
Reluctantly, Minami Kawagoe, who had just caught up with the team, suddenly found that everyone was speeding up again!
I am out of touch with the team again!...
He was troubled in his heart, but he bravely followed suit.
And just when the team was moving forward quickly.
Yan Wulu's far left.
A scarlet signal flew out diagonally, flashing in the air.
That was the warning signal suddenly sent by the Sentinel Cavalry when encountering an enemy...
Yan Wulu frowned slightly.
All the Zhenbei cavalry guards also held their breath and concentrated.
They are waiting for the young prince's order...
They have completely trusted the young prince's judgment. Because of the other party's decision-making, they have achieved outstanding results so far without any losses.
but……
Yan Wulu just wanted to speak.
Rear, right, front left, front right, rear left, rear right...
In all directions, scarlet signals flew out diagonally, flashing in the sky.
The exact same signal was sent out at the same time, and in an instant it appeared like a red wall in the sky.
Yan Wulu knew that they were surrounded.
…
…
"Everyone, follow me!"
Yan Wulu said, he already knew in his heart that he was now trapped in an encirclement and death situation.
There are few ways to break the situation.
but……
Not nothing.
All the mounted guards remained steadfast. They followed Yan Wulu and drove their horses to a high hill.
All around is a wilderness.
Hu cavalry came from all directions and they stopped their horses.
For Hu Qi, the enemy is also a cavalry and is located at a high place, which is not conducive to the charge and attack of his own cavalry.
Hu Qi's commanding general, Wanyan Lie, was a middle-aged man who looked quite resourceful and wore the gorgeous leather armor of a Northern Xinjiang general.
With a slight movement of his hand, the messenger immediately raised the flag.
Hu Qi moved quickly, and they planned to rely on their numerical advantage to encircle the high ground first.
Yan Wulu rode a horse and stood on the high ground.
He saw Hu Qi's movements and immediately waved his right hand down. At the same time, he took out a finely forged spear from the ring and drove his horse forward.
No words needed.
All the Zhenbei cavalry guards followed Yan Wulu.
They are like a sharp sword silently unsheathed...
When the enemy's line changes, cut them off in one fell swoop!
…
Hu Qi also quickly gathered at the same time.
They actually made two preparations.
Some Hu cavalry are always ready to counterattack.
Hu Qi's horse also began to run slowly.
The people of Northern Xinjiang never think that their cavalry charge will be lost to anyone, even if the terrain is low and disadvantageous...
The speed of the war horse became faster and faster, until the horse's hooves flew forward.
At this moment, Wanyan Lie, who was commanding the Chinese army far behind, realized that the number of cavalry charging on the opposite side was actually so small, no more than a hundred cavalry.
Much less than the Hu Qi under his command.
But can such a small number of people cause such large-scale destruction behind their own army?
Wanyan Lie was a little confused for a moment.
He felt that based on the power of the Daqian cavalry, any cavalry patrol under his command would be enough to put the opponent into a bitter battle.
While he was thinking about it, Wan Yanlie discovered that the charging formation of these cavalry was a bit strange...
They are not the usual square array arranged horizontally.
Instead, it is a tapered shape that gathers at one point and then elongates, shaped like a sharp sword.
…
The tip at the very front of a long sword is the sharpest point of the entire sword.
And Yan Wulu is the tip of this sword.
At this moment, the cavalry guards led by Yan Wulu personally are two completely different concepts from the ordinary cavalry guards!
They follow him, trust him, worship him...
The murderous war horse was in front of us in an instant.
The two parties' cavalry crossed each other.
With the power of the highland charge, Yan Wulu seemed to burst out with a majestic murderous aura, and for an instant he seemed to be possessed by a murderous god.
Third-level warriors are absolutely powerful among the soldiers in any army.
The finely forged spear in Yan Wulu's hand almost instantly broke through the defense of the shield in Rider Hu's hand.
His spear swung out, sweeping out a huge half-moon arc.
Within the arc, all the horsemen who tried to gather up and charge were splashed with blood.
Yan Wulu, as the tip of the sword, had already opened a gap in the enemy's entire front line with one blow.
The Zhenbei cavalry guards who followed him followed him and walked straight in through this gap.
They are all battlefield elites carefully selected by Zhenbei Wang Yandong.
The enemy's Hu Qi were not useless in the first place, but compared to them, they seemed to have turned into a rabble at this moment, like a piece of loose sand.
The terrifying impact of the cavalry.
When Yan Wulu took advantage of the highland terrain and seized the best opportunity, he showed it vividly.
Hu Qi's front line was just a fragile piece of paper in front of the charging Zhenbei Cavalry Guards.
The spears of the cavalry guards tore through the paper-thin defense line and penetrated most of Hu Qi's center in one go, cutting Hu Qi's team in half.
The barbarians in northern Xinjiang suddenly discovered that their enemy was as fierce as a tiger and as cunning as a fox.
